“I haven’t seen your cupcake”
My heart stammers at my first mistake
“Really? Because I couldn’t find my last one
And it took me forever to bake!”
A guilty look proceeds me
I look for others to set me free
But no one comes to my rescue
And she won’t leave and let me be.
“Okay, okay, I admit it! I’m a disgrace!
I won’t do it again, you put me in my place!”
She looks at me with a smirk and says
“I just wanted you to admit it. You still have frosting on your face.”
NaPoWriMo 2013 http://www.napowrimo.net/